Dunno any. Happy stalking. I mean that. Seriously, and all.
If I had a dollar for every chick who is too fuggin' paranoid...
See, on the nice side of town.. where I live now, but NOT where I grew up at.. showing interest in a girl who has no interest in you is considered 'creepy'. Yup, you dont even know me but I'm somehow different and thus.. you're weirded out. Best of luck in your travels thru shallowtown.
On the OTHER side of town, sure.. the streets are dirty, the pavement is cracked.. but we're all equally fucked. Noone was happy with their position, job or life. So you express interest, they say yes or no.. we either fuck or move on. It was SIMPLE.
Anyway, leave it to me to start a full discussion on accused-stalker tendencies when I have neither the car, tools nor inclination to go about stalking. Just who loved me then dumped me in the first place for me to stalk? SHEESH!
